"This..."
When Tokiomi Tohsaka saw the Command Spell pattern on his daughter's body, he froze on the spot. "...Huh???"
Honestly, for a moment—
Tokiomi Tohsaka even suspected that he had fallen for some enemy scheme.
His daughter was only eight years old. How had she become a Master in this Holy Grail War?
According to the original plan, his disciple Kirei Kotomine should have summoned Assassin—the Assassin-class Servant, Hassan—to fight. Yet who knew what had happened? Rin Tohsaka had somehow ended up summoning a Heroic Spirit instead.
Even setting aside the brutality of the Holy Grail War—
For Rin Tohsaka, merely summoning a Heroic Spirit was already an incredibly dangerous thing.
A Heroic Spirit's actions, battles, and even existence itself constantly consumed the Master's mana. Rin Tohsaka was only eight years old; her body had not even fully developed yet.
Of course, he meant her magic circuits...
But how could such immature magic circuits possibly keep up with a Heroic Spirit's consumption?
The answer was obvious: she could never endure it! Even if she gritted her teeth and tried to hold on, Rin Tohsaka's ultimate fate was already sealed...
"F-Father?"
Seeing the complicated expression on Tokiomi Tohsaka's face, Rin Tohsaka seemed to realize that something was wrong. She nervously asked, "Did... did I do something wrong?"
"Rin, you..."
Tokiomi Tohsaka had barely opened his mouth when another deafening roar erupted from the basement.
"Gah! I'll beat you to your knees, then drag you back and make you my apricot slave!" A sweet yet somewhat bloodthirsty voice rang out. The entire Tohsaka Estate seemed to shake violently. "...Mongrel, your defeat is certain! Take my Domineering Heaven-Devouring Fist!!!"
As her voice fell—
The ground not far away suddenly bulged upward.
Then, with a boom, that ominous black figure was forcibly blasted out